Summer evening walks are the things of dreams (unless it's 100 degrees and humid). Especially when they end with chocolate dipped ice cream cones, sitting on a park bench watching people walking their dogs, and dreaming of which brownstone on Webster Ave. I will eventually inhabit.
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| Gap maxi dress, Sam Edelman sandals, B. Makowsky purse, Charming Charlie necklace, Goorin Brother's fedora |
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